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- I Fight at allpoetry
I fight for every last word that I write down. I fight to gather fractured sentences and I fight constant writers block. I fight dying pens and crinkled paper and “H” keys that never want to work. I fight rules and busyness t - Remember at allpoetry
I remember when I was young, running into my grandmother's waiting arms, feeling safe and loved, and in the next moment, I am cold and I realize that she has been gone and in the ground for over twenty years. It's at those mo - Big Man at allpoetry
You waltz into town in your camouflage clothing, holier than thou, taking charge like you actually give a damn. Months go by and you don’t call your dad and you don’t support your family. When the end is near, you come in and - Just Like That at allpoetry
Just like that, her life is spent. Her time here, over. Just like that, agony extinguished and another one bites the dust. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, she didn’t live long, we’ll have to adjust. Just like that, her eyes gro - You'll Win at allpoetry
I go to one sentence.com and I see “I have to choose between anti-depressants and weight loss, when half the reason I’m depressed is because I’m fat.” I feel for her. I know the feeling. I am on anti-depressants while trying - Timmy at allpoetry
The day Timmy was born, Seven years ago, was a day of joy that resurrected from sadness like a phoenix rising from the ashes. Little boy, almost lost, almost gone, beat the odds, heart beat strengthened, until the doctors kne - Memories at allpoetry
Sometimes I wonder if my memories of important people and events are actually my real memories, or if they are regurgitations from what I have seen in photos or heard in stories. When I talked to my mom, I realized that in so - Infallable at allpoetry
Many children feel as if the trusted adults in their life are infallible, and at some point while growing up and growing wiser, they discover that the adults that once stood flawless, strong and sometimes superhuman are just - Could Have Been? at allpoetry
She would have been twenty-five; She could have been a mom. After all, she wasn’t always careful in that area. She’d most likely still be addicted that helped her to numb the past. Praying, heroin, church, methadone, morphine - Too Late at allpoetry
It had been some time since I had talked to her. It had been almost as long since I had let myself even think about her and all the turmoil that seemed to follow on her heels. Even so, when the call came, I wondered why I was - 19 months at allpoetry
It has been 19 months since the day you let us all behind. It has been 19 months since you decided that you were not meant for this place. It has been 19 months since your love of “Harold and Maude” became not a favorite movi - Sleep at allpoetry
I am so exhausted. My eyes want to close, my body, to lie down, my brain, to quiet. None of this will happen though, because I did not take my meds. My brain will not allow me to sleep. Whenever I get close to sleep, my brain - April Fools at allpoetry
April Fool’s Day never did much for me, I never really understood the point of tricking people. I mean, A) It’s cruel and mean. it’s obvious to a fault, I mean, it’s the day EVERYONE trys
